Through the Curtain of Time

Through the Curtain of Time

The photo over a century old shows  my face. From the inside, I feel it, pushing through the curtain of...

Sticky Truth

Sticky Truth

I empty the can and lick: its rim, my fingers, and the sticky plate. Filled, now, with sap of maple,...

We Ancestors

A few minutes go, my Irish grandmother, Brigid Elizabeth Gibbons, admired my baby, and now she’s away and he is...

Will It Work for Everyone

Will It Work for Everyone

My Dad depended on binaries, true or false his only lens. On the phone with him years ago, I once...

Her Story

Her Story

Since the Day of the Dead last year, when I wrote about my Italian Grandmother, I have learned her full...

Ancestor Windows

  They say the veil between the worlds is thin on Hallomas Eve, aka Halloween, aka Day of the Dead,...

Avian Miracles of the Morning

Avian Miracles of the Morning

This morning I joined a wonderful group to bird at the Cajititlan Marsh about 30 minutes from where I live...

Finest Ride at the Earth Faire

Finest Ride at the Earth Faire

A cosmic wave shoots through your body— finest ride at the earth Faire! Call it Kundalini, call it holy cleansing,...

Days for Girls

Days for Girls

in their excitement at receiving the means to stay in school, these local girls are  tossing their handsewn menstrual health...

Collective Trauma Healing

Collective Trauma Healing

(a poem dedicated to the collective healing of collective trauma) Thousands of us, triggered— re-membering what we hoped to forget—...